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Your skin is glazed with crystals of frostand your heart's valves are close to
freezing shut tight
from being devoid of something
almost unexplainable
Though I am torrents of hail, whirling storms,
warm tears streaking, and tornadoes of rage
that flow uncontrollably through my veins
and out of my mouth,
every breath near you is warm
because your words are so cold
I am a natural disaster at its finest
with bones twisted in painful angles
and a crooked spine
But you,
you were born spineless
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Comments: 11
Pauper-Circumstance [2014-07-24 20:59:45 +0000 UTC]
"I am a natural disaster at its finest
with bones twisted in painful angles
and a crooked spine
But you,
you were born spineless"
Extremely power ending to a very good poem. Love the power you bring mentioning storms and disasters, bringing in a bit of a chill too when you talk about spines.
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WindFragments In reply to Pauper-Circumstance [2014-07-24 21:36:44 +0000 UTC]
Thank you very much
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shep4life [2014-07-23 23:47:04 +0000 UTC]
Though I am torrents of hail, whirling storms,
warm tears streaking,and tornadoes of rage
that flow uncontrollably through my veins
and out of my mouth,
every breath near you is warm
because your words are so cold
I am a natural disaster at its finest
with bones twisted in painful angles
and a crooked spine
But you,
you were born spineless
Just a wonderful buildup to the end!
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